Psalms

You Turned My Mourning into Dancing

¹ I will exalt You, O LORD,

for You have lifted me up

and have not allowed my foes

to rejoice over me.

² O LORD my God, I cried to You for help,

and You healed me.

³ O LORD, You pulled me up from Sheol;

You spared me from descending into the Pit.

⁴ Sing to the LORD, O you His saints,

and praise His holy name. ^[a]

⁵ For His anger is fleeting,

but His favor lasts a lifetime.

Weeping may stay the night,

but joy comes in the morning.

⁶ In prosperity I said,

“I will never be shaken.”

⁷ O LORD, You favored me;

You made my mountain stand strong.

When You hid Your face,

I was dismayed.

⁸ To You, O LORD, I called,

and I begged my Lord for mercy:

⁹ “What gain is there in my bloodshed, ^[b]

in my descent to the Pit? ^[c]

Will the dust praise You?

Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?

¹⁰ Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy;

O LORD, be my helper.”

¹¹ You turned my mourning into dancing;

You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

¹² that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent.

O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.